was, but I let her continue. What she called Classical Sangrathan was simply the Old Tongue in Aercanum. She touched a finger to the crest gently. “All of your clothes will be emblazoned with it. It’s to mark all of the First Years. We don’t have a house motto or crest yet, you see.” “I thought I was House Drakharrow,” I said,
This interaction is bizar and overlly friendly and idk please dont disappoint me!
